Marina shifted, turning slightly to give me a better view of her ass, her hole still slick with lube and her own fluids. "Lick it," she ordered, her voice leaving no room for hesitation. "Clean me up. All of me."
My breath hitched, but I didn't dare refuse. I leaned in, my tongue darting out to trace the sensitive skin around her asshole, the taste of her—musky, salty, intoxicating—filling my mouth.
She let out a low, throaty moan, her fingers tangling in my hair, pulling me closer. "That's it… Good boy…" she murmured, her voice thick with pleasure. "Get it all…"
I obeyed, my tongue pressing deeper, swirling around her tight hole, lapping up every drop of her arousal, the taste of her ass mixing with the remnants of her pussy on my cock.
She squirmed under my touch, her thighs trembling, her breath coming in sharp gasps. "Fuck… that's good…" she groaned, her grip tightening in my hair. "Now my pussy."
